Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Friendship

When we honestly ask ourselves which person in our lives mean the most to us, we often find that it is those who, instead of giving advice, solutions, or cures, have chosen rather to share our pain and touch our wounds with a warm and tender hand. The friend who can be silent with us in a moment of despair or confusion, who can stay with us in an hour of grief and bereavement, who can tolerate not knowing, not curing, not healing and face with us the reality of our powerlessness, that is a friend who cares. ~Henri Nouwen

About Me

I was very much interested in art as a youngster, however, I lost that interest after getting employed full time to earn a living at the age of 17 and for approximately the next 24 years, art was not part of my life. In August of 2006, my interest in art resurrected from the 20+ year hibernation after stumbling onto ConceptArt.org and WetCanvas.com while surfing the net. Since then I have been steadily teaching myself various mediums and techniques, things I failed to learn during my teen years.